She was looking down ather chest with a shocked expression scrawled across her face. Her headsnapped up and turned in my direction as if she were seek...ng support, butwhen her pupils locked onto me she looked as if she were staring at astranger.That was when I looked down at my own chest.It was all I could do not to faint. Right there below my clavicle juttedtwo proud, fleshy orbs that looked completely wrong from this point ofview. They were beautiful breasts--like ones you only see in a. I started when Harish tapped me on shoulder.”Father wants you to wait in the hall. He wants to talk to Lata” I nodded and we went out and sat in the hall. Through the open door, we could see Lata sitting beside Rajanna and taking his hand in her hands and listening attentively.Nagarathna went into kitchen and made coffee and handed over to me and Harish. I cursed myself for my inability not to ogle at her cleavage as she bent while giving cups.My embarrassment was doubled when I saw Rajanna. But I didn’t mind. Charlie was happy, I was happy. All was right with the world. I had been hoping that there might have been some sort of reciprocal action to relieve my own cock, but I was wrong. Charlie was quickly dress in his street clothes. He was soon looking like he typical well-dress business man. Then I looked down and saw that when he walked, his white stockings showed above his shoes. You slut, is all I could think of as Charlie said, “Sorry. I’ve got to run. I’ve got a meeting I. John’s dad walked to the coffee pot and poured himself a cup as he turned toward us.John said, “We were just having breakfast, we were not doing anything.”John’s dad looked at me with a smile then back to his son John and he replied, “Well son it looks like to me your girlfriend there got a little breakfast in her hair.”I reached up with my hand; I found that big glop of cum that had shot out of his cock. It had landed right on the top of my head. I put my hand in it and I could feel it smear.